Going to California brought out a piece of my old self, and that part is where I speak my mind where I know it's not appropriate.

- I told one of my apartment-mates that I would like her to do the dishes. I have done them at least 10 times in the month that I have lived in the apartment. There are 4 of us that live here. I was gone in CA for 2 weeks. I think only two of us have been actually cleaning the dishes, and frankly, when they pile up I get sad. I walked in the apartment tonight, looked over at the sink and told her "I cleaned half the dishes, and the counters today, can you do the rest? I am always cleaning the kitchen. When I left, the right side of the sink was clear, now it's half full." She said "Oh, I've done the dishes like twice." ... I kinda knew that. But, the squeaky wheel gets the grease, cause she is in there cleaning right now. I am very happy.
I did feel bitchy asking, but someone had to tell her, cause all of us were a little upset about finding her always sleeping or watching TV or cooking, then complaining that she was bored.
She did make a comment how she doesn't like to clean up after other people... but we've been cleaning up after her... she denies it.
- So.. I guess that was good. Otherwise I need to watch myself.

I want to draw more people I know. I liked the way the most recent thing turned out.

I'm getting pissed about the one roomie mentioned above, she's getting on my nerves.